NEW ALBANY —
“I said, ‘Well you know. I bet we can hop that freight train and get to English before this car can get to English.’ There were two guys who said, ‘Well, I’ll challenge you Vic to do that,’” he said. “So we jumped out of the car and ran and got in the open box car. We just about choked going through the tunnel with all the fumes.”
Megenity lost the race. Worse yet, he could only wave to the winners sitting at a stop light. No stops were scheduled for English that night, and with the train going full speed, he rode on to the next town up. Eventually by morning, an old pickup truck had given him a ride home.
Stories abound about adventures like the one by Megenity, proving again and again that you didn’t necessarily need to be a train engineer to enjoy the mystique of the Edwardsville Tunnel.